159 Comforting His Pregnant Wife
—”I’m so done!” Yan Zhen lay sprawled on the balcony, feeling like he’d sustained internal injuries, at least three broken ribs… Okay, maybe that was an exaggeration, but his pure, young heart had definitely taken a hit. Playing dead seemed like a reasonable response.
“Zi Ji, help me~” he whined, as if genuinely injured.
Zi Xunyi, dressed in purple, walked over, glanced at him indifferently, then squatted down, picked up Long Ying, and carried her back to the table, setting the dazed little dragon aside and practically ignoring Yan Zhen.
Angry face.JPG It seemed she had sensed what happened last night with her mature self in the dreamscape.
Yan Zhen scratched his head awkwardly, got up, walked over to Zi Xunyi, placed his hands on her shoulders, and said gently, “What’s wrong, Zi Ji? Who upset you? Tell me, and I’ll teach them a lesson.”
Zi Xunyi didn’t answer, simply shrugging off his hands as if to say, “We’re not close.”
Long Ying, looking back and forth between them, finally understood and, ever the opportunist, immediately switched sides, scolding, “Zhenzhen, why did you upset Sister Xunyi? That’s not right!”
Yan Zhen stuffed a lollipop into the little Dragon Girl’s mouth to shut her up, then wrapped his arms around Zi Xunyi’s waist, his hands moving to her lower abdomen, gently caressing the area of her bloodline divine mark. He said softly, “It’s my fault. I didn’t come see you first after returning. Don’t be angry, okay, good girl?”
The caress on her bloodline divine mark sent a wave of pleasant warmth through her. Coupled with his gentle tone, Zi Xunyi’s anger quickly dissipated, though she still couldn’t bring herself to admit it. “I’m not angry. Don’t call me that. It’s embarrassing.”
“Then how about Baby Zi Ji?”
“Childish.”
“Beloved Zi Ji? Wife Zi Ji? My lovely Zi Ji?”
“Stop making up nicknames! Long Ying is right here.”
Seeing Long Ying’s confused expression, Zi Xunyi blushed deeply.
Yan Zhen smiled faintly. “Then I’ll just call you Good Girl Zi Ji.”
“Don’t call me that!”
“Good Girl Zi Ji~”
“You…”
Zi Xunyi quickly turned around and covered his mouth, her clear, amethyst eyes glaring at him playfully, as if saying, “I’m really going to be angry now.”
Yan Zhen took her hand, intertwined their fingers, and then leaned down, kissing her.
Zi Xunyi’s eyes widened. Before she could react, he had deepened the kiss, and she quickly surrendered, her tongue tangling with his, responding to his passion.
Long Ying, licking her lollipop, stared at them, wide-eyed, filled with envy.
—When will Zhenzhen kiss me like that?
—Oh dear, what am I thinking? So embarrassing, hee hee hee~
After a long moment, they parted. Zi Xunyi’s anger had completely vanished, replaced by intense shyness from being kissed in front of Long Ying. She lowered her head, unable to meet his gaze.
Yan Zhen said gently, “It was my fault. Forgive me, okay, Zi Ji?”
“I already said I wasn’t angry,” Zi Xunyi whispered. “Let go of me.”
It seemed she had been appeased.
Yan Zhen, relieved, released her hand and patted Long Ying’s head. “Long Ying, have you been listening to Zi Ji these past few days?”
Long Ying shook her head vigorously, trying to escape his touch. “Don’t treat me like a child! I’m a mature dragon!”
Yan Zhen gave her a look, thinking, You’re not a mature dragon, you’re a horny dragon!
Honestly, he was starting to feel apprehensive about being alone with Long Ying, but for the sake of the plot, he had no choice.
“Then, mature dragon, are you going to continue staying here, or come back with me?”
Long Ying blinked. “Of course I want to stay with Sister Xunyi! But… I can’t keep imposing on her, so I’ll go back. Mm-hmm.”
Just as she finished speaking, Zi Xunyi giggled, covering her mouth with her hand, making the little Dragon Girl blush.
Then, Yan Zhen said mercilessly, “Then you go back first. I’ll be there soon.”
Long Ying immediately understood his intentions. He wanted to send her away and then do… things with Sister Xunyi. Hmph, Zhenzhen was such a pervert!
“Then I’ll be going. You better come back quickly, or I’ll tell the Grand Elder that you’re bullying Sister Xunyi.”
Long Ying stomped out of the room.
Yan Zhen turned his attention back to Zi Xunyi, embraced her from behind, and inhaled the fragrance of her hair and skin.
“Long Ying’s gone. Wenqing doesn’t seem to be here either, right?”
Zi Xunyi’s heart pounded nervously. “W-what are you doing?”
Yan Zhen didn’t answer, his chin resting on her shoulder, his hands gently caressing her lower abdomen.
“Can you feel anything… in there?”
Zi Xunyi hummed softly. “Yes, the fetus is forming.”
“Really? It’s only been less than ten days.”
“Perhaps because I cultivate my soul, I’m more sensitive to it.”
“That’s good. I’ll ask Master to refine some nourishing pills for you later. If you feel any discomfort, tell me. Don’t endure it alone, okay?”
“I’m not a child.”
“Not a child, but my good girl Zi Ji.”
Zi Xunyi didn’t protest his nickname this time, instead blushing shyly, a hint of mature allure in her expression that made Yan Zhen’s heart race. He kissed her gently on the cheek.
“You rest now. I’ll come back tonight.”
After comforting his pregnant wife, Yan Zhen left the cliffside building, went to Grand Elder Yu Yan’s office to report in, chatted briefly about the Yin Polar Secret Realm, and then returned to his room.
Long Ying sat on the bed, listlessly licking a lollipop. Seeing Yan Zhen return, she gave him a scrutinizing look, as if trying to determine if he had done anything inappropriate with Sister Xunyi.
Yan Zhen flicked the little Dragon Girl’s forehead lightly. “I’m planning to enter the Yin Polar Secret Realm tomorrow. Do you want to come with me?”
“Of course!” Long Ying put her hands on her hips and declared firmly, “Wherever Zhenzhen goes, I go! Don’t try to leave me behind!”
“Then it’s settled. Are you hungry? Let’s go to the dining hall.”
“Yay~”
Yan Zhen smiled, took her small hand, and they went to the dining hall for a feast!
Along the way, he sent a message to Huangfu Wenqing, informing her of his return from the Yu residence.
When Yan Zhen and Long Ying returned, their stomachs full, Huangfu Wenqing was waiting for him downstairs.
Standing in the breeze, her green hair and green dress made her look like a forest elf from a fairytale.
Yan Zhen suddenly felt a pang of guilt, realizing he had, in a way, been unfaithful to his fiancée.
“…”
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